"I'll go take a look..." Qian Xiao looked around and said to Xun Zhuoyi.

"What are you going to do?" Xun Zhuoyi pulled Qianxiao's sleeve and said, "You are a disciple of Yu Lei Sect!"

"I am a human being in the Ten Thousand Monster Realm!" Qian Xiao took out his sleeves angrily. Xun Zhuoyi reluctantly let go and said through a voice message, "If anything is different, come to me quickly. The master has left a magic weapon..."

"Hmph..." Qian Xiao snorted coldly and flew away without looking back.

"Everyone..." Qian Xiao had just flown out, and the Nascent Soul female cultivator named Xiaomei had already flown up with a blood monument in her hand, and said in a loud voice, "This is a magic weapon obtained by a fellow Taoist. It is said that this magic weapon can completely inspire people." At that time, it was comparable to a full blow from a ninth-level Yuanli monk! I know that low-level monks like us are nothing more than ants in Meng Pingqing's eyes. However, we are also human beings in the Ten Thousand Monster Realm, and we also have the grace of Xiao Sheng to save the world. , thanks to the Creation Sect’s expedition to the Ten Thousand Monster Realm, we just want to ask Meng Pingqing why he killed the Creation Sect and why he sacrificed millions of disciples with blood!”

Qian Xiao stood still, his heart was touched. Yes, although these monks were very weak and could kill hundreds of them with just one slap, their momentum was not inferior to his own. What qualifications did he have to stop them? What qualifications did he have to ask them? ??

"We want to tell Meng Pingqing, don't think that he will become a great saint of the human race, don't think that he is the supreme being of the world, and we will definitely listen to him! In the face of justice, all monks are equal!"

"We also want to tell Meng Pingqing, don't think that after 30,000 years, no one will ask about the truth of the past, and no one will think about the past kindness. Time may dilute hatred, but it will definitely make anger more brewing! "

"We are ants, we are weak, but our hearts are not weak, our hearts are still huge..."

"Brush..." Qian Xiao's eyes were a little hazy, and tears couldn't help but well up. Yes, just now he was complaining about his weakness.

"Come on..." The Nascent Soul cultivator named Qin Mei raised her hand, and the blood monument flew into the air. "Poof" she was the first to spurt out blood essence and shouted, "Give us our blood essence and let the blood flow." The monument contains the wishes of all of us. We want to hear, Meng Pingqing, why did you kill the Creation Gate? If you think you can cover the sky with one hand, then... come on! We are not afraid of death, we are afraid of such an unclear life! !!”

"That's right! We're not afraid of death, we're afraid of such an obscure job!!!" Qian Xiao clenched his fists tightly, and tears fell quietly from the corners of his eyes. He felt that Qin Mei's words spoke to his heart!

"I'll come, I'll come..."

"Puff puff puff..." Around Qin Mei, monks rushed over each other, spurting in mouthfuls of blood. The palm-sized blood tablet gradually grew larger, and the blood on the blood tablet became thicker and thicker. A strange rune Gradually taking shape.

"Haha, haha..." Meng Pingqing, whose blood dragon pattern was condensing in the distance, looked up to the sky and laughed. He waved his hand, and the thirty-three leaders of the Immortal Alliance stood up. A voice like thunder rang out, "They are just a group of small ants, but they dare to You are so arrogant in front of me, you have no idea what the great sage of the human race means!"

"We don't know what the great sage of the human race means!" Long Wuqianfei came out and said coldly, "But we know that killing the Creation Sect means betrayal, and blood sacrifice to the disciples of the Creation Sect means annihilation, and you, actually have Demonic dragon bloodline, this means that you... are not purely human!!"

"Ah? Demonic dragon, demonic dragon bloodline??"

Li Nianxiao and others were shocked and hurriedly looked at the blood patterns on Meng Pingqing's body!

"Haha, what does a small Qi refining disciple know?" Meng Pingqing didn't panic at all and laughed again, "I have dragon energy in my blood. This is something that all the leaders of the Sky Alliance know. How could it be a demon dragon? ?”

"If I say you have the blood of a demon dragon, you have the blood of a demon dragon!" Long Wuqian shouted, "Your demon dragon bloodline was just... covered by the immortal's magic!"

"Get out!" Meng Pingqing roared in a low voice, "Pah, pah, pah..." Long Wuqian's body exploded immediately.

"What are you doing!" Qin Xian rushed out, caught Long Wuqian who had fallen in the air, and roared at Meng Pingqing, "You are so angry. If you are not afraid, why don't you let him finish?"

"Nonsense!" Meng Pingqing ignored it and continued to activate the dragon pattern to condense the body!

Qian Xiaofei came over, supported Long Wuqian and fed him a magic pill. Long Wuqian nodded to him and still stood tenaciously in mid-air.

I don't know if he was being harassed or encountered a bottleneck, but the dragon pattern condensed on Meng Pingqing's abdomen and stopped. The thunder around him was still soaring into the sky, but Meng Pingqing's face showed anxiety, and he couldn't help but look at the sky.

The sky was as clear as blue, the sun had not yet set, and the moon had not yet risen, but unfortunately, two suns and three moons were hanging in the sky at the same time.

"Pfft..." When the last mouthful of essence and blood spurted in, the blood tablet was more than a hundred feet in size. Long Wuqian flew out with difficulty, raised his hand and the blood tablet flew towards him, saying, "It's my turn!"

"You...you better forget it..." Qin Yan hurriedly blocked him and said, "You are already injured, and using blood essence again will not be good for Daoji!"

"You don't have to!" Qian Xiao raised his hand to block the blood monument. With a big hand, the blood monument slowly shrank. He said towards Long Wuqian, "Just follow me!"

"Okay!" Long Wuqian thought for a moment and nodded in agreement. Then he turned around and bowed to the millions of low-level monks, "Long apologizes, but Long also assures fellow Taoists that the blood monument is in Long's hands." Here, the Blood Monument Shattering Dragon is dead!"

After saying that, Long Wuqian resolutely followed Qian Xiao and flew to the edge of the sword array!

"Meng Pingqing..." Long Wuqian stood still in the sword formation, raised his hand to offer the blood tablet, looked at Meng Pingqing and said, "I, Long Wuqian, represent the 4.32 million monks, and even more, the billions and tens of billions The human race who cannot come to Qingtian Peak asks you why you killed the Creation Sect and why you sacrificed the blood of millions of disciples!!!"

"Hmph..." Lightning flashed in Meng Pingqing's eyes, and she said coldly, "You little kid with a yellow mouth, I don't want to speak at all, but if you don't say anything about such a big stunt, it would seem that I have a guilty conscience! I have not A million creation sect disciples were sacrificed with blood, and even if I kill the creation sect, so what? At this time, the creation sect is no longer Xiao Sheng’s creation sect, but just a sect..."

"Shit..." Before Meng Pingqing could finish speaking, a roar came from another direction, and he saw a monk with a broken arm coming holding a flying sword!

"Chen Mengxiao, it's Chen Mengxiao..."

"Head of the Creation Sect, he...why did he show up too?"

"Meng Pingqing said a year ago that he would be canonized at Qingtian Peak. Isn't this a statement of challenge? How could Chen Mengxiao not come?"
Chapter completed!